CHAPTER IV. 



MARMION TAKES MR. BINRIB OUT WITH HOUNDS. 



" CocKiE," shouted Jack Dash wood in cheery tones, bursting 

 into the sleeping apartment of Mr. Binkie Junior on the 

 morning following the advent of the new hunter to the stables 

 of The Chase, " the hounds — the Duke's, you know — meet 

 within two miles of here at eleven o'clock to-day. You must 

 come out and try the new beastie." 



Travers Algernon sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes 

 sleepily. 



" Oh, really ! I don't think I'll go to-day, Jack. I want 

 to ride the horse quietly about the roads first, and see how I 

 like him, and see if he's quiet, and see if " 



"Skittles! 'Faint heart never succeeded with lovely 

 wumman,' as says the Bard. Tommy and I are both 

 going, so you must come." Then he roared at the top of his 

 voice — 



We must go a-liunting to-day ! 

 We must go a-hunting to-daj' ! 

 For we'll join the glad throng 

 And we'll allez vous oiig, 

 But we must go a-hunting to-day ! 



"Come, out you get, Trousers! " ('Trousers' was the nick- 

 name by which Mr. Binkie had been known at Oxford, on 

 account of the conspicuous tightness of those garments.) " I'll 



